I have often come to this page with what i took to be inspiration and filled it. Usually in spare moments at work when downtime was prolonged. A thread of something over heard, an image or some random words published on the street I passed by would line themselves up into endlessly turning meaning. Yet at the end of the page, the feeling or through too much editing I would “select all” and cut the page empty once again. Sometimes I saved some of it. Once again here I am. It occurs to me that the first step is not necessarily the hardest but it is still the first one. Its in this spirit I roll this ball.